Warhammer: How the Machine God Came to Be

Life is the vector The soul is the cause of life Perception is the ability to acquire the value of knowledge Intellect is the understanding of knowledge Perception is the basis of intelligence Understanding is the right path to understanding Understanding is the key to everything Ohm Messiah knows everything and understands everything -Warning- Alien machinery is a misinterpretation of the right path The soul is the conscience of consciousness Only the Om Messiah can give a soul Knowledge without a soul is the enemy of all things Ancient knowledge cannot be questioned The machine soul guards ancient knowledge The body is fallible, and rituals respect the machine soul. To destroy the ritual is to destroy the faith

Knowledge is the supreme embodiment of divinity, and all other creatures (basically limited to humans) and technology are the embodiment of this divinity, and therefore have sacredness. Under this belief, a person's value only depends on the total amount of knowledge that person has, and the person's body is just a simple organic machine that can store this knowledge.

When I saw this, I thought of a way to bring the mechanic school and mechanical power in "Super Mechanic" into the Warhammer world. It would be interesting to arrange the combat power promotion and events reasonably. Upgrade from E level to A level and super A level. Finally defeat all the gods.

We are all tiny cogs in the divine structure called the Empire. Some gears carry more important functions, while others are only responsible for the smallest transmission; their values ​​may be different, and their responsibilities may also be different. But in the operation of the great machine, we are not fundamentally different. Gears will wear out, parts will wear out, flesh and blood will decay, and steel will eventually fatigue. No matter expensive or cheap, sophisticated or rough, we are all parts that can be consumed and replaced. So, give the gear brothers and sisters around you some due respect. Because only if every gear adheres to its position and every component performs its duty, can this ancient machine called the "Empire" continue to operate. Individuals will eventually wear out. Functions must be continued. The machine never stops. Praise to Om Messiah.

==Preface to the Codex of the Adeptus Mechanicus== We know that every fleeting life form is a cog in the great mechanism. Get rid of the frail flesh and receive the glory of the Machine God. We know that the great secrets that the Mechanicus reveals to his followers will eclipse the weaknesses of mortals. Our hands can create everything in the universe. Knowledge is everlasting. Knowledge is solemn and sacred. Knowledge is power. Knowledge is hope.

In the cold universe, we are mechanical slaves, In the endless war, we are steel warriors. O great Omnisiah, grant us strength, let our engines roar and our ammunition reload, for your glory we will fight to the end. We are your followers, we are your believers, We will prove our worth in the war. O Omnisiah, please guide our paths, let us find light in darkness, let us gain victory in battle. We will forever praise your name, We will always be loyal to your cause O Omnisiah, our God of Machines, Please accept our prayers and let us fight for you!

In the name of the sacred binary, loudly praise Omnisiah, and all glory be given to the God of all opportunities! May the gears of loyalty never rust!!! Ring the bell once! Push the lever to activate the piston and pump. Ring the bell twice! Push the button to start the engine, ignite the turbine and breathe life into it. Ring the bell three times! Sing in unison, praising the God of all opportunities! From the mediocrity of thought, Omnisiah, save us! From the lies of the infidels, circuit, protect us! From the wrath of the beast, steel, protect us! From the temptation of minced meat, silica, purify us! From the ravages of the Destroyer, Machine Soul, protect us! From this creature's rotten prison, Mechanicus, set us free! Omnisiah! Omnisiah! Omnisiah! Omnisiah! There is no unchanging truth in flesh and blood, only decay. There is no lasting strength in flesh and blood, only weakness. There is no eternal stability in flesh and blood, only decay. There is no certainty in flesh and blood, except death. From the mediocrity of thought, Omnisiah, save us! From the lies of the infidels, circuit, protect us! From the wrath of the beast, steel, protect us! From the temptation of minced meat, silica, purify us! From the ravages of the Destroyer, Machine Soul, protect us! From this creature's rotten prison, Mechanicus, set us free! Omnisiah! Omnisiah! Omnisiah! Omnisiah!

The god of machines, the god who dominates machines The spirit of machines and the secret of technology are better than the physical body; Praising the machine is your vocation, guarding the machine is the basis of your happiness, and appeasing the machine is the basis of your existence. Without dogma, the mechanical spirit will not be able to help

Aromatherapy, holy oil in hand I will modify the machine of God No one helps, I will carry it myself The great machine of God This is the invincible big guy I rely on him to carry me out on an expedition To complete a big mission of mine My way back to Terra 1001100101101 I'm going crazy thinking about Terra Planet after planet has turned into money Just to buy a bunch of cruisers I need it, I'm going Go back to Terra to see the Emperor [doge]

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